Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Wanwan's Daily Advancement

"Do you really want to kill me?"

Yanwan looked at Jinzhong's red eyes and her heart skipped a beat.

She really couldn't bear to hear him say this because she really wanted to kill him.

Yanwan wanted to say something, but her throat was choked, tight and hard, so she opened her mouth but no sound came out.

No matter how many emotions Jinzhong had, they all receded like the tide when he saw her in pain, leaving only heartache. He smiled bitterly and said, "Master Ling! You are really going to kill me!"

Yan Wan turned her face away, not wanting him to see her tears: "I just want your life, what's wrong?"

Jinzhong couldn't control his mouth and began to coax: "I will give you whatever you want, I just ask you to love me and don't put yourself in danger again! If you die, what will I do?"

Yan Wan turned her head and bit her lip: "I know, I just..."

She looked up at Chunchan and waved to Chunchan and Lancui.

Chunchan couldn't hold back any longer, so she came over and held her other hand tightly: "Master!"

Lan Cui was a step slower, and next to Chun Chan, she also called out hesitantly: "Master! You scared me to death!"

Yan Wan spoke with a heavy nasal tone: "The Queen treats me well, and you treat me well too. No matter which of you makes a mistake, I will not let you go. I want to fight for you all."

Jinzhong and the other two could not stand her like this, they wanted to give her their hearts.

Suddenly a sob was heard at the door. Wang Chan felt wronged and uncomfortable - they were all the master's direct servants, but he was like a bastard and was not loved.

Yan Wan looked at Wang Chan: "Why are you crying? Of course I love you too."

Before she lost her mind, Wang Chan had been tortured several times by the instruments of the Shenxing Division, but she did not confess anyone who had done anything to harm her!

Wang Chan burst into laughter instantly, stepped in and knelt in front of the bed: "Slave, I know that the master loves me too!"

He was happy and proud: "When the master saw me for the first time, I could feel that the master treated me differently from others, second only to Sister Chunchan and Sister Lancui!"

Yan Wan was amused by his appearance. This smile was really like the clear jasmine flower in the rain, soft, pure and beautiful.

Wang Chan's silly smile became even louder, his eyes full of satisfaction.

That's it. He suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He looked over alertly and met the sidelong glance of Eunuch Shang Jinzhong.

He shuddered and quickly got up: "The medicine is squatting behind! Slave, I will go and get the medicine for the master!"

When he was going out, he stumbled and nearly fell, but thanks to his nimble hands and feet, he sped up and ran.

Chunchan and Lancui couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the heavy and sad atmosphere was instantly dispelled by warmth.

Yan Wan said softly, "Jin Zhong, don't scare him."

Jin Zhong's handsome face was originally filled with warning and coldness, but the moment he turned his head to look at her, only a beautiful smile remained: "I will obey the orders of my master."

Yanwan really wanted to reminisce about the past with him and Chunchan and Lancui, but her heart was heavy and filled with reluctance.

"Why did the Seventh Prince suddenly pass away when he was apparently fine?"

Jinzhong's expression suddenly became serious.

He looked at Chunchan and Lancui. The two girls tactfully retreated, one guarding the door and the other the window.

Jinzhong scooped another spoonful of water for Yanwan and carefully calculated the amount for her: "This matter involves a lot of people. Most of the imperial kitchen is empty."

Yan Wan quickly pushed the spoon away: "What do you mean?"

She couldn't believe it: "In Xiefang Palace, is there anyone who could do this?!"

She was getting chills all over.

Wasn't Jinzhong also feeling cold all over?

The legitimate son of the Empress, the only legitimate prince of the Qing Dynasty, was actually plotted to death from beginning to end!

Not to mention a servant like him, even if it was the emperor, who had executed several families of nine generations this time, would he really only be angry? I'm afraid he would wake up in the night and feel that his life was in danger!

He swallowed his dry throat and said, "The dishes sent to Xiefang Palace by the imperial kitchen were soaked in spirit-boosting potions. Among the herbs that the imperial doctors cooked for the Seventh Prince, one of them was also soaked in thick ginseng soup."

It was all these aspects of his food, clothing, housing and transportation that gradually lifted up the Seventh Prince's spirits. The imperial doctors, who should have noticed that the Seventh Prince's body had been drained by the smallpox and had taken early steps to save him, finally discovered something was wrong only when the Seventh Prince was dying.

In fact, if Yan Wan had not recorded the Seventh Prince's sleeping time in detail, even the imperial physician would not have understood the cause of the Seventh Prince's death afterwards!

Yan Wan's teeth were chattering with fear: "How dare they?!"

Jinzhong held her hand tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

But both of their hands were icy cold, and neither could warm the other's.

Even the emperor is afraid of such terrible means, how could they not be afraid!

Yan Wan couldn't help but make a clattering sound with her upper and lower teeth: "Who has such means? Who can be so all-powerful?"

Jinzhong thought of what he had found out and felt a chill again: "Many people... each of them just took a small step."

He didn't even dare to raise his voice, and got very close to her before he dared to whisper, "Xiao Dezi, someone bribed him to spread the news about Changchun Palace immediately. In order to gain merit, he saw that the Empress had sealed the palace, so he rushed out to report to the Yangxin Palace.

Someone instigated the conspiracy in the imperial kitchen, saying that as long as the Seventh Prince looked good after eating the food, he would be rewarded by the Empress and the Emperor. Anyway, the Seventh Prince had already survived the smallpox, so it would be a good thing for him to come out early without any risk.

The Imperial Hospital, a doctor whose brother is in Xiefang Palace, made a wrong decision and wanted to get his brother out earlier to avoid any risk. "

Every crucial point was made out of good intentions to avoid mistakes and gain a little credit, but it ultimately resulted in the death of the Seventh Prince.

Because no one poisoned the patient, even the imperial physicians who consulted the patient concluded that their intentions were good but their results were bad.

Even the ultimate cause of the Seventh Prince's death was that he was born weak. If anyone else had been pushed like this, the only result would have been to leave Xiefang Palace as soon as possible.

Yanwan looked at Jinzhong, and Jinzhong also looked at her. No one dared to say another word about this matter.

This feeling of knowing that someone has done something secretly but there is no trace left is so scary!

Jinzhong wrapped Yanwan tightly in a blanket, and with trembling fingertips, he fed her several sips of hot water: "Only the eldest son of the Empress would be so meticulous."

He lowered his voice and said, "Don't be afraid, my Lord. The more we see and the more we know, the more we will be able to protect your children in the future. I will definitely help you guard the Yongshou Palace!"

Yan Wan wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, the smiling faces of the Seventh Prince and the Fourteenth Young Master flashed through her mind. She closed her eyes and suppressed the fear in her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were clear and cold.

"I know. I'm still young. I'm watching, listening, and learning everything. As long as I know more than the people behind the scenes and climb higher, they won't be able to plot against me!"